His eyes roll back, and his hips buck up into Collins.
She presses her palms to his chest and lifts her torso, arching her back, and rocks herself back into me. “Fuck me.”
“Mmm,” I hum, pumping into her while stroking my cock. “You want my cock buried deep inside of you, too, my sweet, greedy girl?”
“Yes, fuck yes, Creed,please,” she whimpers, looking at me over her shoulder. Her face is completely flushed, and her own freckles stand out beautifully on her sweat-slicked face. “I need you. Both of you inside of me. I need…everything, always, with you. Please—ah, fuck.”
I pull my fingers from her ass and give one of her round cheeks a slap before pouring more lube all over my cock. I line myself up and lock eyes with her over her shoulder as I begin to press the head of my cock inside. Her round, jade eyes widen before slipping closed as she moans.
A needy sound rushes up my throat and spills out before I can stop it, the moment my head breaks past the ring. I cough, choking on my own spit with how fucking tight she is. With Riley’s massive cock taking up ninety-nine percent of the space inside her, it doesn’t leave me with a whole lot of wiggle room.
Collins and Riley mewl at the same time when I press in a little deeper. The sight of her stretched around my cock is a fucking work of art, and I find it nearly impossible to look away.
I pull out just a little and snap my hips forward, sinking a little deeper inside of her. She moans, flipping her hair over one shoulder as Riley pulls her down for a filthy, uncontained kiss. Her body begins to rock on its own, seeking movement and friction as her tongue tangles with Riley’s.
“Move,” Collins groans against Riley’s lips. I have no idea who she’s talking to, but with the way she’s eagerly swallowing both of us, it’s safe to say I’m included in that command. “I need you to fucking move. I’m so close.”
I can’t move a whole hell of a lot, but the way I’m able to up my pace must be enough for her because the sounds she’s making would put a pornstar to shame. There’s not a chance in hell that I will last much longer with the sensory overload happening to and around me. The feel of Collins’ tight ass strangling my cock, the feel of Riley’s cock rubbing against mine with every thrust of my hips, the sounds of their kiss and skin slapping on skin.
“Come for us, Stardust,” I clip out, not trusting my own voice. My body is slick with sweat, and I don’twantto be done with this—us—yet. “Come all over Riley’s cock so I can suck him clean.”
“Oh, fuck,” Riley moans, his eyes watching me over Collins’ shoulder.
I smirk at him, “You like the sound of that, Ri?” I ask, gripping Collins by her hair and tugging her back against my chest. “You want me to clean her up from your cock until you spill your own load down my throat?”
“Yes, I want that, Creed, please?—”
“I’m fucking coming,” Collins cries out when I reach around and rub circles against her swollen clit with the tips of my fingers.
Her entire body spasms as she falls apart between us. Nothing, absolutely nothing could have prepared me for the way her ass clenches and spasms around my cock as she rides out her orgasm.
“Holy fucking—” I curse as I fall into her spine, my forehead resting between her shoulder blades as I try my best to stave off my own impending orgasm.
Collins has other plans, though, because the fucking minx below me rotates her hips, and the fucking micro-movement forces me to explode far,farbefore I’m ready. My orgasm rips through my body, and I think my world goes white for a moment without my hips so much as thrusting inside of her.
The fuck?!
“You.” I kiss her spine. “Are.” I nip at her shoulder. “A very bad girl, Stardust.” She has the nerve to fucking giggle at my premature misfortune.
She whimpers as I pull my softening cock from her ass, the sight of my cum leaking from her has my cock trying its best to perk up again so soon. Using my fingers, I push every bit of my release back inside of her. Slumping to the side, I lock eyes with Riley.
“Fuck her hard, baby.” I swipe my tongue over my bottom lip. “I’m still fucking starving.”
Riley flips them, and Collins squeaks in surprise, but it quickly turns into a crying moan before her back even hits the bed. My boy doesn’t stutter his movements as he grips her hips and sets a punishing pace, fucking her pussy hard enough that I know she’ll have pretty little bruises decorating the innermost parts of her thighs.
Her scars have settled into a shiny white shade, barely visible. She pays no mind to her shoulder most days, though I do catch her staring at it in the mirror at times when she’s getting ready for the day. She’ll cover it up one day, and I’ll be there to watch whatever she chooses come to life on her skin.
Riley’s tattooed hands roam her body, one hand gripping a handful of the flesh at her hips as the other tangles in her hair, tugging until she arches her back for him. Watching the two of them together is easily my favorite hobby. Busting out the cuck chair is easily one of my top choices when it comes to the two of them. There’s something about being forced to simply watch that drives me to the brink of the most delicious insanity.
Make no mistake, Riley may be as sweet as they come, but he’s as big a freak in bed as Collins. He just had it hidden deep down where not even he could find it for the longest time. Cutting all ties, blocking his cunty mother, and overcoming his fear of not being enough really did wonders for him in every aspect of his life.
He and Collins are similar in their sexuality, and when their switches flip at the same damn time? Fucking sparks. Enough heat spiraling between them to set this house ablaze.
And that’s precisely what they’re doing right now. It’s like they’re feeding off of each other’s lust, and it’s building and building into an uncontrollable crescendo.
My cock is now fully erect against my belly again, the head dripping and leaking a pool of precum into the dip of my abs.
Gripping my hard length, I stroke it, matching the pace that Riley’s set, eager to come again at the same time they do.
